Teaser Chapter

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Chapter 1

"If it can be written, or thought, it can be filmed."~Stanley Kubrick

Daniel Beard III said, "I've heard a lot about you Mr. Brown. Do you mind if I call you by your first name, so I won't sound so formal?"

I nodded. "Most of my business associates call me by my full name, Buddy Brown," and without cracking a smile I said, "And the women I date call me, Buddy."

He picked up his notepad and set a digital recorder on my desk and said, "Then, Buddy Brown, it is. Now let me get this straight. You met Mary Jane at the rodeo?"

"No...No, that's not what happened. I met her in Vegas at the GM Grand Hotel. But that doesn't have anything to do with it." I stopped to get his attention, and then said, "You are a screenwriter, aren't you?"

He said, "Yes, I am. One of the best in the country."

"Do you think you can tell my story?"

He nodded, "Absolutely."

I said, "This movie is for all the times that I made Mary Jane cry, and broke her heart. You see, it was the night she was injured. I got to the hospital as fast as I could, running red lights and nearly killing everyone in sight."

When I got there, I said, "Where is she?" I screamed, and the nurse pointed to the surgery room. I looked at Daniel and said, "I loved this girl more than I knew. We did everything together. She wasn't like the other women. She didn't care about the material things that I had; Lear jet, fancy cars, late night shopping sprees and wild parties at the mansion. She didn't care about all that shit." I leaned back in my chair and whispered,

"Of all the women that I took to the dance, she was the only one that would have stayed until the end."

Daniel said, "The only one, sir?"

"Yes, the only one. I want to tell you about my life and the crazy things that led up to that unforgettable night. You see, I don't know if the doctors will be able to save her and I want her story to be told if possible, while she's living. So I don't have a lot of time." Now he had a pale look on his face, so I said, "Are you with me, so far?"

Daniel said, "Yes sir. I'm with you."

I said, "I also want you to know–money is no object. I want the best movie director and actors. Perhaps Tyler Perry, or what's the guy's name who directed the Great Gatsby?"

He said, "Baz Luhrmann."

"Yes, of course, how could I forget–that's my favorite movie, and that's who I want. You shop it around to those guys and then I want Denzel Washington and Beyonce Knowles to star in it."

He said, "Beyonce? Why her? I don't think she has ever had a leading role in a movie."

"It doesn't matter–Beyonce would be perfect. Her beauty and sexy demeanor remind me of Mary Jane. Remember, money is no object, you get Beyonce and Denzel in this movie, and you'll make me a happy man. And if I'm happy– –"

Daniel said, "I got it. I'll see what we can do."

I said, "Now turn on your recorder and don't interrupt. The things I say may seem out of order, but they are right where they need to be. I'm going to tell you everything."